Chapter 1 - My Cuckold Life

She was moaning in pleasure and I was in heaven. Eventually, she pushed me onto my back and straddled my face. He kissed her and fondled her gorgeous breasts, as their cum dripped from her pussy into my eager mouth. I swallowed my first load of a real man’s cum. When they were ready, she sent me back to my chair and they fucked several more times calling me over between sessions to clean them both and get him hard again. When he was finally spent, she led him to the door and kissed him goodbye. After, he had gone, she looked at me and said, “you did very well tonight, Sweetie. I think things are going to work out just fine.” We both crawled into bed and cuddled until she fell asleep. I lay there for the longest time, thinking about what had happened and whether or not I liked it or whether it mattered if I like it or not. I realized then, that I enjoyed giving her pleasure and if this was the only way I could do it, then this is how it must be. I finally fell asleep wondering when, and with who, our next sexual encounter would be. That was seven years ago and my wife has had many lovers in that time. Each time taking my cuckolding a step further. She also began feminizing me but it happened so slowly, I didn’t realize how far it had gone until it was too late. The first major step happened within a month of that first wedding night cuckolding. One day at breakfast she produced a small metallic device and asked me if I knew what it was. I’d never seen a chastity cage before and thought it might be some kitchen utensil since I did all of the cooking and cleaning in our house. We went to the computer and she showed me several photos of men wearing chastity cages. Many of them showed bondage scenes and almost all had the woman in charge. She saw that it immediately aroused me and teased me with it. “You realize, if we put this on, it may never come off…” I was a little worried about that but she added, “it’s not as if you’re ever going to use it, except to pee, and you can do that with it on. Of course, you’ll have to sit like a girl to pee and I love the thought of owning your tiny little thing.”